My Summer Beach House *A Harry Styles Fanfic*

EPILOGUE

4 Years Later...

Kendall's P.O.V

You're probably thinking that everyone lived happily ever after, me and Harry got married and had lots of babies and all that jazz...Well that didn't really go as planned.

I did move to London after the New Year. I moved in with Harry and went to school at the University of East London; the school was amazing, and so was living with Harry. Everything was perfect..until two years ago.

It was two years ago that Harry cheated on me, and I flew back to New York.

2 Years Ago..

I was in my second year of college and I had a night class that ended at around 10 P.M. My teacher let us out at around 9 because she had things to do at home. I drove home and pulled into the driveway to see that the lights were off. Hmm..thats weird. Did Harry go out or something? I walked up the walkway and opened the door. Usually Harry locks the door when he goes out; maybe he just forgot. I walked into the house, and switched the lights on, and thats when I saw it. 

Harry was on the couch, with a girl on top of him. They were making out. Harry's arms were flailing in the air, I guess he was really into it. Ha.

I slammed the front door shut, so they knew I was here and saw everything. My heart felt like it had been stabbed with a knife, repetitively. I stormed up to mine and Harry's room, and rolled a suitcase out of the closet. I threw all of my clothes in, not caring if they were neatly folded or not. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, so I ran to the door and slammed it shut, locking it so Harry couldn't get in. 

He banged on the door. "Kendall let me explain"

Thats what they all say. How could he explain? I saw it with my own eyes. They weren't having sex or anything, but he was still kissing her.

"It's not what it looks like please let me in"

I finished packing my stuff and called a cab to come and take me to the airport, then swung the door open. I rolled the suitcase through the doorway and passed Harry, ignoring him. I wiped the tears off my face and tried to blink away the remaining tears that were weld up in my eyes so I could see going down the stairs. I made my way to the front door, and Harry ran and stopped in front of me.

"Please Ken. Let me explain" Harry said.

I ignored him once again, pushing him out of the way. I walked out of the door and onto the driveway to wait for the cab. 

"Dont leave! It wasn't what it looked like just let me explain!" Harry pleaded, tears were forming in his eyes.

"Explain what Harry?! I saw it with my own eyes! Don't try to make up some excuse just because you got caught. I'm done Harry. I thought you loved me.." I said, sobbing.

"I do love you! That girl was just a fan who-"

"I don't wanna hear it Harry!" I said, as the cab pulled up. I put my suitcase in the trunk and walked to the door to get in the backseat.

"Don't bother calling me because I won't answer. Have a nice life" I said while slamming the door.

He just stood there frozen. Didn't say one word. No emotion. Nothing.

The cab started to pull away, and I wiped the tears off of my face. I turned around to see Harry one last time. He punched the mailbox, knocking it down, and then bent down, sobbing into his hands.